(But before leaving, you'll have to cover you up well
Outside you probably feel so cold
It's a bit of my fault
I'm so impatient that the sun rises
To see if you brought me
All the toys that I see in dreams
And that I have ordered)

(If you have to stop
On the roofs all over the world
All that before tomorrow morning
Hurry hurry let's go
And when you'll be on your beautiful cloud
Come to hour house first
I didn't well behaved all days
But I beg you pardon)